Piggybank

PIGGYBANK

I had not noticed that my father was already back from work. I was in my room, on the floor, doing homework. It was maths and maths made me hungry. Leaving pencil and copy on the floor, I ran into the kitchen.

Our kitchen was small. On a corner of the kitchen there was the water filter where sometimes my dad kept fruits. The basket there was empty, seemed like he had not brought fruits in weeks. On my left was the dining table where things like water bottles, glass and some daily medications were kept. My father had some regular medications.  At its side there was the gas cylinder which was connected with a gas burner. It was on a slab and under it were drawers and where ready to eat items like biscuits, chips and more things were stored. In desperation I pulled all drawers and checked all the spaces where we kept food. Alas, there was nothing to eat. My desire to eat was only growing.

Since there was nothing at home at that moment, I wanted to go out and buy something. But at that time, I did not have any money. The only time when I used to have a big amount was during Dashain. I still remember, in Dashain that year, I had a total sum of 150 rupees. All money used to go into the piggybank. I could get some money from the piggybank, but it was on top of my fathers’ wardrobe. Getting the money out was not a trouble but reaching it, Was. The wardrobe was really tall, taller than me and taller than me standing on a chair.

I was trying to stretch myself to reach the top of the wardrobe where my piggy bank was.

I tried increasing my height by putting a stool on the chair where I was standing before.  My piggybank had a small opening on its back and from there I could pull out some money using a compass. It was not the first time I was doing this, so I was confident in doing it again. But for that I had to have a hold on the piggybank.

At that moment, I was almost standing on my toe and my upper body was stretched at its fullest. The tip of my finger could feel the smooth ceramic of the piggybank and I was trying hard to get a grip of it. My hands were already sweaty, and drips of sweat had already started tickling my face.

What are you doing?  A bold voice behind my back said.

Relationship

Attraction is inevitable. One way or the other, every man tumbles for a girl and I too was no exception.

It was during my school days, years back. The teen age craze for love and the rage of being with a girl had been hovering over my head. 

 It took me months just to spark a conversation on Facebook. My friend request on Facebook had been accepted within a few hours but messaging a simple hi was like typing nuclear codes for a nuclear attack. I gathered all the courage and messaged her one day, however that didn’t hit the target. Since then, messages started to be seen but were stuck in the chat box, without a reply. I wasn’t able to control my fingers on the keyboard while she seemed to be too resilient, holding off her fingers running over the keyboard. I wanted to know what she felt while I messaged as she never ignored to see my messages. The desperation and eagerness was huge on social media but while I used to see her in school, there was nothing, there was nothing like I was sending her tons of messages.

  Miracle, out of nowhere she replied to one of my messages. After that, replies started being casual. One the other side there was me, being in the same school, having no guts just to bid a simple hi to her. Smile was far, I could barely stand in her sight, I used to run away and she did the same. The conversation were limited to Facebook. If you ask me, the struggle to bring those conversation to reality was real. Those smilies, cries, angriness and other emotions were strictly virtual. In reality, there was nothing, we were strangers. 

Maybe we would have been a good couple and maybe we could have had a strong bonding. We shared everything on Facebook for two years but not outside facebook. 

Living in Kathmandu was already hard for me. Alone at home, dad being abroad and mom being posted in different army camps across country, I was always alone. During those times, she had been my real companion, the one who cared wether I was sleeping, eating and taking good care of my health. We shared every updates we had during the day, how our classes went and how good our day was. We were couples but that was all virtual. We shared numbers, house location and everything but we never saw each other outside facebook. I never had that courage to ask and she never made that space for me to ask. Maybe my approach is going wrong, that used to be my thought at those times. My fear driven mind was always afraid that she may stop talking to me if I said anything stupid or did anything unusual.

Nothing is constant. Life has its own pace and changes which are certainly unavoidable. Due to circumstances I had to travel for my studies and she too was forced to do the same. Now we were apart by country and  time zones. The Facebook distance was same, no matter where we were but gradually the frequency of our conversation decreased. The vast differences of our timezone played a negative role in our virtual relation.

“Action speaks louder than the words, MY…”

A single photo  and that single caption of her with a boy shattered my glass of hope. 

I’ll say the truth

I’ll say the truth
On your face

This is not a game

This is not a race

The time we spent 
Day and night

Cuddling each other 

Hugging tight

The truth hurts me

The truth brakes me

Sometimes night go sleepless

It shakes me

It’s easy to be said 

It’s hard to be done 

When I came back for you 

You were gone 

The trust we had 

All promises we made

I never had a feeling 

One day it’ll fade

Miles apart

Closer by heart 

That’s what I believed

You’ve shattered that 

My walls have crumbled

I’m shattered now,

How could you do this

Just tell me how?

I cared for you

I shared for you

For those precious gifts

I dared for you

I took you for trips,

Dedicated my time 

I gave you my heart 

Was it a crime? 

After all,

You’ve made this decision 

To be apart,

It’s tough for me

Not just hard

You’ve made your call

Now it’s my turn

I’ll decide to walk 

Or to run

Please don’t block me 

Give me the way

I want to be far

Away and away

Beyond the horizon

Place never to see

I’ll be sobbing there

Where you’ll never be 

To go there I’ll end it all

End it here

Once and for all

I hope you’ll forget 

I hope you’ll never miss

Please wish me one thing 

Rest In Peace 

Rest In Peace

यस्तो रहेछ

जमानामा गाँउमा बाटो पुगेथ्यो 

आज मोटर गुडेछ, 

दाउराको धुवाँ उकुस मुकुस 

त्यसमाथी अझै धुलो उडेछ

बिजुलीको पोल भयो बिरानो,

जोडिने तार कुरी बसेछ,

विकास शुन्य, प्रगति जिरो

भन्छन यसपाली बजेट खसेछ।

पानी कुवामा सुकी गएथ्यो,

न धारामा थोपा पानी झरेछ,

अरे यार सबको गफ धेरै भयो,

खै कस्ले के ठोस गरेछ?

गाउँलेको सपना साकार हुने कहिले,

आश गरेछन् सारा कुरिरहेछ,

काम गर्नुपर्ने भुस्तिघ्रेहरु,

कुर्सीमा निदाएछ, घुरिरहेछ,

कुर्सीमा निदाएछ, घुरिरहेछ.. 

Perception

Perception : the ability to see, hear, or become aware of something through the senses.
Its a view by which you look at things, observe your surrounding. It is manipulative,meaning anybody can twist your perception for their own good. It is not easy to live a meaningful life  and its not even hard. If you know how your surrounding works then you are totally safe. This might confuse you but be aware that I too might be playing with your perception. 

Somebody tells you something bad and you may not find it bad at all because you think differently. A good action to other person can be completely bad from your view. There is no total agreement in everybody's thinking. If everybody agrees in same thing then why do we need discussion at all? why do we separate good and bad? if we are satisfied today, why do we need tomorrow?

Human in mars

The race for space settlement is not a new news and a topic of interest these days. Countries and their space agencies are constantly pushing themselves in the space race.
A rocket to mars or or a spaceship to mars is not new thing as NASA has already sent space vehicles for inspection of mars atmosphere and country like India have already sent space vehiclevć to orbit mars.

At present scenario, the test of heavy rocket engine by a privately owned space agency, SPACE X, has been a global hot topic. Space X recently sent a Tesla cart into space with its new heavy load rocket launcher, having twice the payload capacity of present space launching vehicles available a in the world. ‘Tesla car is now headed towards mars’ is what the CEO of Tesla company ‘Elon musk’ says.

The successful test is a milestone in space travel, and probably settlement outside earth. Experts argue that the resent test may make it easier for space agencies to work for building communities outside the home planet, earth, and its up to scientists and researchers to find right place for human settlement. ‘Mars’ planet that may  have the potential to support life will be unveiled within few decades and the recent test of the falcon heavy rocket might be crucial for the find.
Hopefully, life supporting environment will be found soon and we will have some planet to call second home in the near future.
BEST OF LUCK FOR A LL OF US ....

शिवरात्रि

जट्टाधारी, गाँजा तान्ने
विष धारी शिव तिमी,
त्रिनेत्र तिमी , गंगा छ शिरमा,
हेर्छै सब जिव तिमी।

पशुपति, त्रिलोकीनाथ
कैलाशका पिता तिमी,
जिव जन्तुको रक्षा गर्ने
प्रक्रितिको दाता तिमी।

खरानीको भेष तिम्रो
नागको छ तिम्रो माला,
चन्द्रमा तिम्रो जटामा हुन्छ
शरिरमा चाहीँ बाघको छाला ।

आजको यो रात तिम्रो,
तिम्रै नाम जपिन्छ आज
बल्छ, जाग्छ धुनी तिम्रो
भगाउन जाडो आज साँझ ।

धतुरो, गोट्टी प्रसादी आदी
हुन्छ आज तिम्रो नाममा
बैँस, व्रिद्द भेला हुन्छन्
खान्छन , ख्वाउँछन् धेरै ठाउँमा ।

लड्डु, हलुवा मिसाई भांग
आजको रात हर्ष उमंग,
कुर्छन् हरेकले शिवरात्रि
प्रसादी खाई पर्न दंग
लठ्ठ हुन, पर्न दंग।।